I feel like I’m reading a lot of stories and seeing a lot of media that feature women who complain about a lack of engagement ring. One reason for this might be a lack of representation of women proposing to men; the only pop culture portrayal I can think of is Monica proposing to Chandler on Friends. And he was already planning on proposing and had a ring. (To be fair, I don’t watch much TV anymore, so there might be more women-proposing-to-men stories now.) (Ed. note – Lorelei proposed to Luke on Gilmore Girls.) So I thought I’d share my proposal-to-him story, which took place in 2008.
I remember hearing this ad nauseam from people when I was single and/or dating uber-jerks that they were subtly trying to steer me away from. Read More “You Just Know”
With DOMA being struck down, Pride was all abound in happy couples engaged or married. It really struck a chord with me. My partner and I woke up the day after Pride and decided to do something fun. We changed our Facebook status to married and people were like whut? Everyone thought they had missed our wedding. They hadn’t, we just decided it was time for us to do that because we feel married.
Two weeks ago my boyfriend–err, fiancÃ©–got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. Ever since he slipped the sapphire ring on my finger, my head has been spinning. The feminist part of my brain and the part raised in a traditional Catholic family are fighting a constant war. And it’s giving me one hell of a headache. Read More Planning My Big (Hopefully) Feminist Wedding
[Mild trigger warning for discussion of exercise and weight loss/gain] I will readily admit that for the first 30 or so years of my life, I was super lazy. When I was 16, working my first job, my 50-something regional manager, an avid runner, would complain that she used to be able to run two miles a few times a week to stay in shape; now she had to run ten to get the same results. My teenage brain translated this into, “If you start working out now, you’re only going to screw yourself later.” Read More Your Chair is Killing You
I love weddings. All the excitement, hope, love, beauty, romance. The expectations and plans for the future. Two people coming together, building something strong, creating a bond, which will carry them through the years and the unforeseen things those years may bring to them.
My husband and I have been married for a few decades now. We’ve been working hard on achieving the happily ever after that’s been promised in fairy tales, rom-coms, and romance novels. Alas, my state is now the seventh state in the union to pass marriage equality.
Ah, Gocco printers. If you’ve read a wedding blog in the last two years, odds are you’ve come across Gocco-ed invitations, whether you realize it or not. The Gocco printer is a self-contained screenprinting kit of Japanese magic. (That last part isn’t actually part of the definition, but it should be.) Read More The Lazy Lady’s Guide to DIY: Adventures in Gocco Printing